After listening to Mapson's words, Zhang Tiangen thought for a few seconds and then ordered in a deep voice: "Then I'll leave this matter to you. Be sure to find out the origin of this person!"
"Okay, I'll find a chance to ask some seniors in the circle later to see if any of them know anything about the Ye family." Mapson bowed and accepted the order.
Afterwards, Mapson made a pot of hot tea for Zhang Tiangen before turning and exiting the study.
The aroma of tea is permeating and lingering. It is Zhang Tiangen’s favorite drink, Wuyi Dahongpao.
But his eyes did not look at the teapot at all, but instead stared at an ordinary small wooden box on the table.
The wooden box was opened, and inside there was an elixir the size of a longan. It was as light as jade and had a strange fragrance.
This is a gift that Master Ye Xian asked his son to bring him. It can also be regarded as a betrothal gift for marriage. It is said to have the effect of prolonging life.
Zhang Tiangen took out the "elixir" from the box and looked at it carefully under the light.
Ye Xingyu's warning still rang in his ears, but Zhang Tiangen obviously didn't listen. He just observed it for a moment, then put the pill into his mouth without hesitation and swallowed it with his saliva.
After smacking his lips, Zhang Tiangen picked up the teapot, slowly poured himself a cup of hot tea, blew in a few breaths, and then moistened his throat with the tea.
Even if Mapson reminded him again, Zhang Tiangen still chose to believe Master Ye Xian, and of course he would not think there was anything wrong with the elixir.
Little did he know that the pill he took would not prolong his life at all, but would instead send him to hell.
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A black car passed the expressway toll station and turned from the ramp onto the urban highway.
The two people in the car were the Ye family and his son who left the Zhang family. Ye Yingxiong drove the car and Ye Quankun sat next to him.
"Dad, where are we going now?" Ye Yingxiong asked.
"Go find that person." Ye Quankun responded in a deep voice, with murderous intent in his eyes, "I don't know where the bastard jumped out from, and he is so desperate to sow discord. In order to avoid accidents, we must deal with the guy who is in the way.
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"Let me do it, I've long disliked him!" Of course Ye Yingxiong knew who his father was talking about, and he couldn't help but feel excited, "But this guy has slipped away, how to find him?"
"Don't worry, I secretly moved my hands and feet on him, and I can use Taoism to spy on his whereabouts." Ye Quankun seemed to be prepared, reaching into his arms and taking out a small antique bronze mirror.
The bronze mirror is in the shape of an octagon, with a bright and smooth central area and carved patterns on the edges. It can be held with just one hand by spreading the five fingers.
"Is it grandpa's heaven-viewing mirror?" Ye Yingxiong turned his head and took a look, his eyes suddenly lit up, he was surprised and happy.
Ye Quankun smiled and said nothing, reached into his arms again, took out a white handkerchief, gently wiped the surface of the bronze mirror, and told his son: "First find a place to park the car, and wait until I open the altar to cast the spell."
"Okay!" Ye Yingxiong grinned, quickly turned the steering wheel, and drove the car into a deserted road.
I don't know where this road leads. Apart from trees on both sides, I can't see any buildings, not to mention a single person.
After walking forward for about a minute, there was finally a light ahead. Looking from a distance, it seemed to be a factory.
The car stopped slowly and did not move forward.
Ye Quankun turned around and looked around, nodded and praised: "Not bad, it's right here!"
This position satisfied him very much. There was no one around, which was convenient for casting spells.
The two fathers and sons got off the car from the left and right sides and walked into the woods beside the road together.
After finding a flat place, Ye Quankun sat down cross-legged and placed the bronze mirror flat on the ground in front of him.
Ye Yingxiong carried a small cloth bag with some things in it. He took out three sandalwood sticks and a pair of red candles, inserted them skillfully on the ground, and lit them respectively.
Three incense sticks are placed next to each other, a pair of candles are separated to the left and right, and Ye Quankun is added to surround the bronze mirror in the middle.
I saw Ye Quankun clasping his hands in front of his chest, with his five fingers facing each other, forming a triangle shape. At the same time, his eyes were closed, his expression was solemn, and he was mumbling something. It was not clear whether he was reciting a formula or a spell.
Immediately afterwards, a strange phenomenon occurred. The bronze mirror on the ground began to vibrate and make a buzzing sound.
But after only a few seconds, the trembling of the bronze mirror subsided and returned to a still state.
At this time, the surface of the shiny bronze mirror suddenly changed, gradually reflecting a figure, hazy, and it was unclear who it was.
Ye Quankun opened his eyes suddenly, stared at the bronze mirror, and shouted: "Now——!"
The image in the mirror suddenly became clear, but it was not Ye Quankun himself, but a young man with handsome features.
"Success!" Ye Yingxiong, who was watching, was secretly happy. He was about to take a closer look when he heard a "click" sound. The bronze mirror on the ground fell apart in an instant, and the newly revealed picture naturally disappeared.
At the same time, Ye Quankun staggered, his handprints collapsed, as if he had been pushed, and he almost fell to the ground.
"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Ye Yingxiong quickly stepped forward to help his father up, shouting in panic.
Ye Quankun opened his mouth, but no sound came out. His eyes widened, as if he had seen something incredible.
"What's going on?" Ye Yingxiong asked again.
"There's...there's...weird..." Ye Quankun was weak and his face was as pale as paper. He took a few breaths to regain his composure, and then continued, "I don't know why, but I failed to cast the spell, and there was a backlash.
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After he explained like this, Ye Yingxiong finally understood, but he had new doubts, so he asked: "Why did the magic weapon fail to cast with the magic weapon given by grandpa? It shouldn't be!"
"I don't know either..." Ye Quankun turned his eyes and looked at the fragments of bronze mirrors lying on the ground. His face was full of confusion, regret and regret.
"It's a pity. Without the Tiangao Mirror, it would be difficult to find that person!"
Ye Yingxiong was also very sorry. He thought he could get rid of Ye Xingyu tonight, but who would have thought that his wish would come true.
The two father and son looked at each other in silence for a while.
But at this moment, another man's laughter suddenly came from the dark woods.
Both Ye and his son were startled and looked at the source of the laughter.
Through the dim starlight and flickering candlelight, they vaguely saw a figure approaching from far away, slowly walking towards them.
When they saw the facial features and face of the visitor clearly, the expressions of the Ye family and his son changed together, and they exclaimed in unison: "It's you!"
Ye Xingyu, who came slowly, laughed: "You two, are you looking for me?"
"Good boy, if you don't take the road to heaven, you will be thrown into hell without any door. Let's see how I deal with you!"
Ye Yingxiong shouted, rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward, as if he wanted to attack Ye Xingyu.
Ye Quankun secretly screamed, and hurriedly reached out to pull, but he was a step too late and failed to stop the reckless Ye Yingxiong.